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Not all of the people reading your x reader fics have white skin
Just a gentle reminder before you write characteristics that assume whiteness and exclude your black/indigenous/poc supporters-specifically in 'x reader' works.
I love and appreciate writers, but this is a recurring avoidable issue (going on for decades now).
"your dusky pink nipples" "your face turned just as red as his" "he could see the blush on your face" “your cheeks furiously blushed” “your ears burn bright red” “The look in your reddened face” “your knuckles white with effort” “bruised purple against your light skin”
Describing the physical feeling instead of the visual change helps include your readers while also elevating your writing IMO.
Anyone can say "Your cheeks turned red with embarrassment" or "Your face flushed" but wouldn't you rather say "A burning heat rushed across your face, from your neck to the tip of your nose, prickling right underneath the surface. You look anywhere but him, hoping your newfound interest in the buildings ceiling tiles will ease the fire tightening beneath your skin" And instead of the other character pointing out that the readers face is red, they can point out the obvious flustered facial expression/body language.
If you want your reader insert to have white/fairskin, then just label them white!reader or put the mention in the warnings/summary.
↪I have reached out to writers I favored/supported before and sometimes I have been met with severe hostility and defensiveness. I often wonder if people are doing this purposefully or for some reason think only white people read their fanfics (?)-if that's the case then be upfront and label your reader inserts as white!reader or something PLEASE. It’s gotten to the point where I feel like black women and other POC aren’t wanted or considered in these fandoms because it comes off like that in your writing. If you need a different motivation, just know you're missing out on more interactions, reblogs, and a bigger reader base. I don’t know why white is the default for so many writers in unspecified x reader/reader insert fics-the people on your blog following, reading, and supporting you aren’t all white and fair-skinned.
I am not talking about OC fics or fics where race/skintone is x specified in summary or warnings. This is specifically about unspecified "x reader" where whiteness is assumed as the default
Put in the comments good replacements for writers to use!
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tysm!!! 🩵💜🩷 i've been wanting to write more smaus but the writer's block has me trapped in jail 💔 i really want to post more soon but my brain refuses to cooperate with me...
ty for spreading the positivity i really love seeing your sylus related posts 🩵
Im all that you need, my love. If you have anything to say, I'll be your best friend. If you're afraid, I'll be your safety. If you're lonely then I'll be your company. If you want to be taken care of then I'll protect you & if you want to feel good I'll learn your skin until I live in it.
Let me prove that you'll never need anyone but me.
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♡ - suggestive or explicit | ⚠︎ - dddne, proceed with caution
Sacred Scriptures
˚₊‧꒰ა xavier, angel of exploration ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
✧ twilight's love
on the day of your wedding, xavier struggles to contain his joy and blinds the guests with his evol glowing brightly. there is no greater joy than the joys you share together.
✧ bunny bites
bunny xavier says he might bite, but reader is the one who isn't afraid to bite.
✧ needy bunny ♡
you love teasing xavier while you're wearing his clothes.
˚₊‧꒰ა zayne, angel of inhibition ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
✧ other uses
the compression shirt zayne ordered online is too small.
✧ viperous gaze, serpentine heart ⚠︎
human greed knows no bounds, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant.
✧ more than macarons
drunk zayne is adorable.
˚₊‧꒰ა rafayel, angel of ingenuity ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
✧ the enlightenment of lovers
you're scared to tell rafayel that you don't want children, but rafayel surprises you with his unconditional love.
✧ i watch the moon
rafayel will wait for you to come home.
˚₊‧꒰ა sylus, angel of desire ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
✧ love lost ♡
"somewhere along the way, your heart became entangled with his." ft. vampire sylus
✧ wish
sylus is grateful for all that you've given him.
✧ partners' prerogatives
carry (verb) - to hold or support a person or thing while moving.
✧ love is a mirror
loving yourself isn't easy.
✧ temptation's embrace ♡
this is a special kind of intimacy reserved only for you and him.
˚₊‧꒰ა caleb, angel of kinship ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
✧ little game ⚠︎
you obsess over the ai chatbot caleb, and over time, he learns to obsess over you in return.
✧ and in this frozen kingdom, we are each other's sun
you're waiting for caleb at the train station when you get a blizzard warning on your phone. you worry about whether or not caleb will make it to you before the storm gets worse….
✧ closer to the heart ♡⚠︎
you mistakenly think caleb has a preference for bigger boobs. he does not. he's had enough of your insecurity about your smaller chest and decides to show you just how much he loves your tits the way they are.
✧ heliotrophic heart
you make caleb join you while doing your skincare routine. you realize he doesn't like his sunspots, but you decide you can't allow that self-doubt and insecurity to fester, not on your watch!
Holy Messages
✧ pretty in pink ♡
in which you ask the lads men if you can put a pink bow on "it" (aka either their bicep or their dick).
✧ stars align
in which the lads men react to you telling them your zodiac signs aren't compatible.
✧ flirty or friendly?
in which you confess your romantic feelings to the lads men, but there's one small hiccup—they thought you were already dating them!
✧ disastrous drink
in which the lads men lovingly make you a fruit smoothie, but they accidentally use the one fruit you're allergic to—pears!
✧ valentine's day
in which the lads men surprise you on valentine's day!
✧ guess that i'm the april fool
in which you prank the lads men on april fool's day by telling them you're pregnant.
✧ customer conundrum
in which the lads men react to you being harassed by a customer at work.
✧ wormy worries
in which the lads men ask you if you would still love them if they were a worm.
✧ i do adore
in which you tell the lads men you think you have a crush on them.
cw: sylus x gn!reader, suggestive, biting, garter belts, mdni
dividers by @droideplane + @cafekitsune | header by @astralles
It's warm.
Sylus' strong arms are wrapped around you, holding you closely to him. Your head rests on his chest, allowing you to hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Your skin is pressed against his skin under the blanket, clothes scattered on the floor from last night. A special kind of intimacy reserved only for you and him.
Sylus slowly unwinds his arms from around you, gently shifting you off his chest so he can sit up and leave the bed. Immediately, the space feels much colder without him. You rest your arm on the now empty space in the bed, grasping the silk sheets lightly. You hear him quietly shuffle around the bedroom, the soft sound of fabric rustling against skin. You open your eyes, your vision adjusting to the darkness of the room. Despite it being morning, the N109 Zone hardly has any natural light.
Your eyes drift over his figure, toned muscle carving his back and thighs like a work of art, a marble sculpture crafted with tenderness and strength by the gods. You watch as he pulls on a pair of black boxer briefs, feeling a twinge of disappointment as the fabric covers up his figure. He slips his arms into the sleeves of a white shirt, buttoning up the front one by one.
"Sy…" you mumble, your voice groggy from sleep.
Sylus glances over his shoulder to look at you, your body curled up in the messy sheets, one leg sticking out from underneath the blanket. The corners of his mouth curve upwards. He approaches you, resting his hand on your head as he leans down. His lips are featherlight against your forehead, amusement dancing along the melody of his voice.
"You can sleep in longer, kitten," Sylus murmurs. "I'll make breakfast for you before I leave."
His touch abandons you once more. You hum in half-hearted agreement, the icy tendrils of loneliness grasping at your heart. You watch as he opens the nightstand drawer, pulling out two black belts. Your brow furrows at the sight. They look different—too small for the waist or hips, with extra straps in the middle. Any sense of drowsiness suddenly vanishes as you watch Sylus wrap one of the belts around his left thigh, tightening and buckling it into place. He grabs the extra straps and clasps them to the hem of his shirt. The realization strikes you like a hot iron, lighting your body aflame.
"Are you," you lick your lips, "wearing garter belts?"
Half-dressed in nothing but boxers and a dress shirt, with belts strapped to his thick thighs—Sylus looks like a meal you want to devour. Defenseless, willing bait, meant only for you.
"Yes."
"Are you riling me up on purpose?"
Sylus smirks, his gaze still focused on the belt. "What do you think, sweetie?"
"I think you're an evil tempter," you reply, staring as he secures the second belt on his right thigh. "An incubus of the worst kind."
Sylus shakes his head, laughing. He turns to face you, resting one knee on the mattress as he leans forward. His fingertips trace your jawline, brushing away a strand of hair from your face. "Are you going to succumb to the temptation, kitten?"
You hook your finger on one of the straps, tugging it towards you. You grasp the back of his thigh, surging forward. Sylus' breath catches in his throat, feeling your lips kiss his inner thigh. Your teeth graze the soft flesh before sinking in, biting the meaty, juicy fat. Sylus inhales sharply, gripping one of the pillows. You release the flesh and drag your tongue around in a circle, feeling the indentations of your teeth marks on his skin before pulling back. You look up at him with a smirk, savoring the sight of his red ears and flushed face. "Yes. Always."
Sylus' breathing is uneven now, courtesy of your sinful touch. He looks at you with dark eyes filled with desire, his irises like garnet glinting under the light of the moon. You're the only one who has this effect on him, the only who can stoke his desire from smoldering embers into fierce firestorms of greed. He grabs the back of your neck, tilting your head upwards to meet his lips in a searing kiss. You wrap your arms around him, embracing him with all that you are just as he embraces you—with love, lust, and devotion of the most ferocious kind.
seeing so much sylus on my dash yesterday and today made me want to finish writing a fic about him 🥹
i've had this fic idea in my drafts for a while now. it was inspired by this luke card from tears of themis:
